there was – is – a lake up north in Idaho, tucked in the mountains. in the summer i would fly to Boise with my parents and my sister and we would rent a car and follow the highway and the river streaming towards us through the twisting folds of the mountains, always rising. in my memory there is such a sense of the vertical in that place – the roads were steep, and the trees were tall straight pines that stood as elegantly
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Listening to: Animal Collective – La Rapet
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